Finally, after who knew how long.
"Miss Doll, it's done. All the critical parts that needed replacing have been replaced. Apart from your arm, your body is fine now."
Lynn finished the last stitch, and her smooth back regained its former flawless appearance.
Since his earlier rough handling had torn her clothes, Lynn casually draped a bedsheet over her, then helped her sit up, covering her exposed chest with it.
And, being in his perfect-gentleman mode, Lynn naturally hadn't seen anything he shouldn't have, nor had he accidentally touched anywhere he shouldn't have.
Then Lynn took out the remote and disabled the immobility mode he had activated to keep Miss Doll from moving around.
"How do you feel? Does anything feel incompatible?"
Lynn sat before her and asked with smiling eyes.
Black String Moon shook her head, clutching the sheet against her chest with her slender hand and trying hard to forget the strange sounds she had been unable to suppress during the operation.
She gave Lynn a conflicted look.
"But how am I supposed to repay you?"
That was the question she had been pondering all this time. She simply couldn't accept such a gift with an easy conscience.
No one had ever cared for her like this before. There was no precedent for it in her consciousness, leaving her at a loss.
Though he had been incredibly domineering.
He really did have her best interests at heart.
"Don't worry about that right now."
Lynn patted her shoulder and tucked the disheveled silver hair hanging over her cheek behind her ear, smiling.
"Try circulating the Cursecraft inside your body. If there's any unusual rejection or blockage, I'll replace the parts again."
Black String Moon lowered her lashes and bowed her head slightly.
"Mm."
She didn't know what was happening,